Besedila: Haste The Day. Needles.

Behind the wind and trees
[Incomprehensible] obstacles we see
[Incomprehensible] it brings these walls to life

You owned us, you called us
Your own possession

Behind the age chipped paint
We read our destinies
In what they left behind
Locked in our own dreams

You owned us, you called us
Your own possession
You owned us, you called us
Your own possession

You left behind hopes and dreams
Of a life left incomplete
You walked away from everything you believed in
When you wanted to change the world

Behind the age chipped paint
We read our destinies
In what they left behind
Locked in our own dreams

You left behind
All remains
You left behind
All that remains

You left behind hopes and dreams
Of a life left incomplete
You walked away from everything you believed in
When you wanted to change the world

Save it from us
Save it from you
Save every breath as you breathe it in
And it's needles in your fingertips

Save it from us
Save it from you
Save every breath as you breathe it in
And it's needles in your fingertips

Save it from us
Save it from you
Save every breath as you breathe it in

Save it from us
Save it from you
Save every breath as you breathe it in

Save it from us
Save it from you
Save every breath as you breathe it in

Save it from us
Save it from you
Save every breath as you breathe it in